i just think it’s kinda fucked up (/pos) to kill the main character 13 mins into an episode then immediately move on and time skip 16 years like nothing happened for the next half hour @ the untamed writers
39 notes
·
View notes
ooh tell me about 'rescuing rumlow' (and here's to a more porny february 🥂 - i haven't written a lot this month either 😅)
I could really use a porny February. Dry January is brutal!
"Rescuing Rumlow" is the working title of a fic I started back in December for Whumperland, but I ended up writing something else for that prompt. It's exactly what it says on the tin--the soldier has to go rescue Rumlow after a pretty major fuck up. I have the outline put together but here's the first (and only) actual part I've written so far:
The soldier knew his right arm was broken. It didn’t take a medic to sort out that his right ulna was fractured beneath the skin. He could feel it.
Rollins appeared at his side, looking down at the Asset’s arm and grimacing at the developing bruises.
“That broken?” he asked, rubbing at his own chest and wincing in pain. He had been thrown several feet after the blast, but he seemed in better shape than the soldier. Still, his face betrayed the calm he was trying to project and he kept glancing down at the soldier’s broken arm and then back up to his face, like he was expecting something to happen. The Asset’s left arm was perfectly functional, so he couldn’t understand why Rollins was so concerned.
The soldier followed the man’s gaze down to his arm and twisted it experimentally in the low light of the safe house porch. The bone shifted and made a popping sound.
“Ok,” Rollins snapped, putting a hand out as if to stop the soldier’s movements. “Don’t move it like that,” he swallowed thickly, looking like he was very close to throwing up.
Rollins curled his lip at the soldier’s arm again and turned back toward the house. “Come inside and I’ll try to figure that out.”
“It will heal,” the soldier replied, flatly, reaching out with his titanium hand to rest it over the broken spot. Rollins rushed forward and he grabbed the wrist of the soldier’s metal arm harshly, pulling it back and away from the bruising skin.
“Don’t—“ he said, gripping tightly. “Quit fucking with it or I’m gonna throw up.”
11 notes
·
View notes
learning that self deprecation isnt cool and just makes the people around you uncomfortable unironically improved my mental health a lot. like if you just stop saying negative shit about yourself you will genuinely like yourself more and other people wont be repulsed by your attitude and you will have more friends. it's true.
83K notes
·
View notes
Can we just...talk about how Chester and Noris' voices start out super computerized and monotone and then slowly as they continue to talk they get more human and emotional like HOLY CRAP THAT IS GOOD
that is the GOOD STUFF RIGHT THERE
i literally can't wait to see where rusty quill goes with this tbh
1K notes
·
View notes
Very funny but unfair to wasps. :( I don't want giants wrecking my home either. They are just living (and some species of them are more chill than others).
2K notes
·
View notes
I don't know which part of this line is the funniest bit to me - the fact that it was Bubblegum's yaoi counterpart that got to say it, the fact that Adventure Time canonically referenced SpongeBob, the deadpanned emotionless way he said it, the fact that I knew gay shit would happen the second I saw Scarab's Pose or the fact that it happened in the first place. Either way, great job all around guys. You had me literally on the floor. Literally.
1K notes
·
View notes
DL (sfs, no ads)
Howdy. It's a little pack of 3 skin overlays (pictured above)
I originally made these as tests, but I found them nice enough to deem worthy of release. Two of them have been put out as secret-cc before, and if you have either of them I recommend deleting the files and replacing them with this new, updated, merged package file. I cleaned up some crunchy spots and also there's a bunch of new colors.
All 3 have 30 swatches, 20 solids, 10 gradients. All 3 are found on 4 different body birthmark slots, so you can layer to your heart's content.
Custom thumbnails. Color slider mod compatible. Works for both genders/frames TYAE.
I think that's everything.
733 notes
·
View notes
"I dare you to kiss me."
Eddie scoffs, doubling down on the frankly stupid dare. Steve could've at least made it a challenge. "Fine. I double dog dare you to use tongue then."
It was Steve's turn to scoff. Like that was a challenge either. "You're on."
In one fell swoop, their lips connected, hands running along each other's bodies, and groaning like they hadn't tasted a morsel of food in weeks. The kiss went on far longer than any dare justified.
"Get a room."
Steve and Eddie disconnected their lips, and both turned to see Robin standing there. Her face was a mask of pure boredom as she loudly took a sip of soda.
"And stop daring each other to kiss. You've been dating for three years. We get it."
Steve pouts. "It's my favorite dare."
"We could make it more interesting," Eddie says with a wide grin that means nothing but trouble.
Hesitant, Steve replies, "by doing what?"
"I dare you to kiss me after I eat a spoonful of spicy mustard."
Steve's face instantly pinches in disgust. "Gross."
Eddie shrugs. "Hey, you can always name me the victor."
Steve crosses his arms, body tensing at the thought of losing this stupid game they've played countless times.
"Get the mustard."
Robin sighs and turns to leave. "Idiots."
1K notes
·
View notes
Young Derek: So, is Stiles your real name?
Stiles: As far as you know, yes.
Scott, chanting: Beelzebub~ Asmodeus~
Stiles: Yeah, guess it right and I'll lose my power.
Young Derek: I'm just saying, I've tried summoning you by saying "Stiles" in the mirror three times and it didn't work.
470 notes
·
View notes